The information Count Black could provide was also limited.
He only told Angor about several possible locations, as well as places that were too dangerous to explore.
"I've combed through many places. I've touched every single thing in these places, but I still can't feel the presence of the Wood Spirit. This is a bit strange."
The Black Earl's voice was filled with doubt. He really couldn't think of a place where the spirit could be hiding.
"Sovereign of the Wise, have you detected the location of the wood spirits?" The Black Count turned the stone tablet around, looking at the Sovereign of the Wise.
Sage had been monitoring him all along the way. He had seen everything that Black Earl had experienced. Therefore, if he had passed by the Wood Spirit's location, Sage should have discovered him.
The Wise Sovereign had no intention of replying to the Dark Earl's question. He said calmly, "This is your bonus condition, not mine."
Angor chimed in, "That's true. But I think, even if we find the wood spirit, persuading it to leave the Stairs of Hanging Prison without resorting to violence is more difficult than finding it, right?"
The Wise Lord didn't deny it. "You're right. But searching for the wood spirit itself is also a test of your observation skills. Persuading the wood spirit to leave the Stairs of Hanging Prison is a test of your decision-making skills.
"As for these two abilities, you will definitely be able to use them on your journey."
The Sage's profound words revealed a message. If they were to successfully pass through the Sage Hall, they would surely encounter some unexpected changes.
These changes might have originated from Augustine's remains.
Perhaps it was a test left behind by Augustine? Or perhaps it had something to do with the mastermind who sent the Wise Lord to stop them? Or perhaps, both?
Everyone knew that the Wise Lord's words had something to do with their destination. But they also knew that the Wise Lord wouldn't tell them anything if they asked now. Angor, Dorcas, and Count Black didn't say anything. They only exchanged glances and kept the information in mind.
"I thought the Wise Lord only suggested looking for the wood spirit on the spur of the moment. I didn't expect it to have such a deep meaning." Angor chuckled.
"Yes, it was a spur of the moment idea. However, I still have to evaluate your abilities. It just so happens that you're looking for wood spirits anyway, so it's a coincidence that you're here. "
Angor believed that it was just a coincidence. However, he felt like he was playing a game when he heard the Sage's "assessment of their abilities". If you don't meet the standard, you can't continue. Reaching the standard was also divided into necessary conditions and bonus points. Hidden under these conditions was a test of your ability.
Was this the decision of the person behind the scenes? Or was it a personal decision of the wise man?
Angor did not know the answer to these questions yet. However, no matter who made the decision, the Wise Man's suspicions could not be washed away. His position was clearly not right.
He wanted to be both a referee and a spy.
His position seemed to be on both sides, or perhaps neither. The only thing he was sure of was that Sisya told him to rebuild the glory of Hell. For this, a wise man would do anything.
Would this matter coincide with the greatest standpoint of the Wise Ones?
Dorcas suddenly spoke up. "Since the Wise Lord wants to test our abilities, I suppose the result won't matter, right?"
The sage looked at him indifferently and asked, "What do you think?"
"I'm a big fan of the theory that results are useless. I believe the result is dead, and the process is alive," Dorcas lied without even blinking.
The Wise Man continued, "As for the bonus points, I agree that the process is more important than the result. However, your teammates only showed us the process of finding the wood spirit. They didn't show us the process of persuading the spirit to come out. "
The Wise Man did not believe that they could bring the wood spirit out, so he did not care whether the spirit came out or not. However, they had to find the wood spirit first. Otherwise, how could they show their ability to persuade the spirit?
However, Dorcas never took the conventional path, and his understanding was also unconventional. He spoke to Angor directly, "Kim, after you go in, just stand at the entrance and talk loudly to the wood spirit. Show us how good your mouth is!"
"In any case, that wood spirit will definitely hear it. As for your observation skills, Black already showed us. You two can combine them together. Isn't that perfect? "
Both Angor and Count Black were taken aback by Dorcas' words.
"The result doesn't matter. The process is more important. If the Wise Man still isn't satisfied after you two show us what you can do, I'll go in and show you my observation skills as well as my ability to adapt to the situation.
Even if I don't get a high score in the end, the three of us should be enough to satisfy the Wise Man, right? "
Angor looked at Dorcas' smug expression and wanted to say something. But in the end, he did not say anything.
Only Dorcas would dare to say such shameful words in such an ostentatious manner, and in front of the Sovereign Sage at that.
Angor looked at the Wise Man's darkening expression and cleared his throat. "I won't waste any more time. I'm going in."
While speaking, Angor patted Kael's shoulder and signaled him to follow. At the same time, he left Elmi outside and let him merge with the shadow of the child statue.
Before Kael knew what was happening, he was dragged into the Stairs of Hanging Prison by Angor's hand. However, Kael was very sensible. He didn't ask any questions and just kept moving forward.
Dorcas saw Angor leaving in such a hurry and quickly called out, "Don't forget what I said! It's time for you to show me how good you can talk! You must have learned a lot from that crowned parrot when you were protecting it. I'm sure you can trick the wood spirit out! If you can't, just bring the parrot next time. Maybe it can do it? "
Angor looked back at Dorcas, who was frowning and blinking at him with a mischievous look on his face.
Angor immediately understood that Dorcas was using this chance to get his revenge.
And it was no doubt about the verbal battle caused by the crowned parrot.
Angor thought Dorcas had already forgotten about it, but he did not expect the man to remember it so clearly. And he chose such an awkward moment to mention it.
Angor did not know what to say, so he could only smile at Dorcas, but it did not reach his eyes.
Dorcas did not mind at all. He kept talking, "Oh right, Kim, didn't you do a 'livestream' before? How about another one?"
Angor was about to refuse, but he noticed that Count Black's expression changed a little after hearing Dorcas' words.
As expected, Count Black quickly spoke, "Kim, you can try."
Angor knew what Count Black meant. He could show everyone what was going on inside the Stairs of Hanging Prison through a livestream. First, it would make it easier for Dorcas and Wail to explore the place. Second, Count Black had experience before, so he could give Angor some pointers from outside.
In Count Black's eyes, livestreams were more beneficial than harmful.
Dorcas, on the other hand, wanted to see something valuable in the livestream so he could prepare himself for looting.
Dorcas said, "Yeah, Count Black said so. Just do another livestream. If you don't do it, other people will see what you do inside. Why don't we all watch it together? "
By other people, Dorcas was referring to the Sage.
Dorcas' attitude was clear. Since Angor was being watched by the Sage, it would be better for everyone to watch it together.
Angor was too lazy to explain his previous livestream. If he knew this would happen, he would never do it.
"Livestream? What's a livestream?" The Sage asked curiously.
Seeing the Wise Overseer joining the discussion, Angor sighed and decided to give in.
As Dorcas said, the Sage could see what he was doing inside the Stairs of Hanging Prison anyway. One or two more people wouldn't make much of a difference. Besides, he did not want to cause trouble with Count Black over such a trivial matter.
With that in mind, Angor quickly set up a large number of illusion nodes outside the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
Since he had made up his mind, he might as well do something big this time.
The previous live broadcast was too small, and it was a flat screen. This time, it was an immersive experience, directly jumping from the flat screen to the holographic era.
Before this, he only did immersive drama boxes. Since the boxes were made beforehand, he had time to prepare them. If there were any flaws, he could fix them in advance.
But this time, he was going to create an immersive illusion in real time.
This was not only a test of one's ability in illusions. It also tested one's foundation, such as how well one could control illusions, the stability of energy output, and the ability to multitask.
The degree of control and the degree of stability sounded like two simple words, but the details involved were much more than a hundred million points.
For example, how to ensure the stability of the illusion nodes.
Illusion nodes were normally arranged in a stable manner. However, if Angor wanted to do a real-time livestream, he would have to constantly change the structure of the nodes. This kind of "synchronized updating" would make the nodes extremely unstable.
Other illusionary sorcerers would find it difficult to achieve such a feat. Angor could not maintain absolute synchronization by relying on illusions alone. However, he could control nightmare energy, which would greatly improve the stability of the nodes. Besides, Angor's green tattoos on his right hand could continuously release nightmare aura, unlike Sunders who had to use nightmare stones.
This was why Angor dared to try it.
Just like moving illusions, this was Angor's first attempt at "immersive holographic livestream", which was much more difficult than moving illusions. Moving illusions had Elmi as the core nodes, so Angor only needed to keep them stable. But now, he had to control several extremely difficult tasks at the same time.
Just in case, Angor even activated his supercomputer mode. With such a powerful calculation ability, he could easily handle multiple tasks at once.
No one knew what Angor was going to do next. Only Dark Earl and Wise Alchemist looked at the floating illusion nodes around them and fell into deep thought.
"An illusion node filled with a strange aura, but it doesn't contain any killing intent," the Sovereign of Wisdom said in a low voice. "Is this the live broadcast you were talking about?"
Black Earl and Dorcas did not answer. They did not know what Angor was going to do either. Did he really need so many illusion nodes for a livestream?
While the Sage was still wondering, Angor had completed the final step.
Angor could now start the livestream at any time. However, he did not activate the illusion nodes right away.
It was rare for him to try something new, so he had to make it feel like a ritual.
Angor snapped his fingers, and the illusion nodes around them began to light up one by one.
The light around them was slowly covered by a curtain of darkness.
It was as if they were walking into a curtain of darkness when night was about to fall. The stars in the sky lit up one after another, illuminating the beautiful dream.
"So pretty …" Vaay, who had been acting like a wooden puppet, could not help but exclaim.
"Pretty things are usually poisonous," Dorcas said. "Don't let it get to you."
Vaay was about to retort when he saw the Sage looking at him from afar. He quickly calmed himself down and went back to acting like a wooden puppet.
At the same time, Angor's voice echoed in everyone's ears.
"Resist or not, it's up to you."
Following these simple words, everyone sensed the illusion nodes around them quickly forming into a strange structure that surrounded them.
The illusion nodes were constantly weaving a magnificent illusory net around them, as if they were going to be caught in the net.
Every wizard's instinct was to resist this strange energy.
However, Angor's words helped them understand what was going on. Was Angor trying to pull them into an illusion?
Why did he have to do that if it was just a livestream?
They didn't know what Angor was trying to do, but since they already had experience with moving illusions, they didn't resist and allowed themselves to be dragged into the illusion without any resistance.
The only one who did not enter the illusion was the Sage, who was outside the ring wall.
It was not that the Sage did not want to. It was just that Angor did not intend to spread the illusion toward him. The Sage could see what Angor was doing anyway, so it did not matter whether he watched the livestream or not.
Suddenly, the Sage spoke through their Spirit Bond, "Is this the livestream you were talking about?"
The others did not say anything. They did not know why the livestream would involve them in an illusion either.
"It's just a synchronized illusion. Do you want to try it, Sage?"
Angor was only asking out of politeness. He believed that the Sage was a cautious person who would not willingly step into an unknown illusion. To his surprise, the Sage nodded without hesitation. "Sure."
Angor remained silent for a moment. In the end, the illusion reached outside the ring wall. Just like the others, the Sage did not resist and directly entered the illusion.
However, the illusory realm was exactly the same as reality. There was no difference at all.
Angor's voice echoed in everyone's ears again.
"Immersive livestream … begins now."
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